Sanders Sides One Shots

The Show

They were happy where they were, with a secret relationship and no promises for tomorrow. Well, actually only Roman was happy with it, he was the one who made the first move and the one who brought up keeping it a secret. Ann was ok with it most of the time, but sometimes he wasn't and those were the times when he thought Roman was embarrassed of him.

"What kind of amazing all-American boy would want to be with a stereotypical punk?" Ann thought as he laid next to Roman tracing patterns onto his back. "He could do so much better than me, so why is he here? Maybe he's just keeping this a secret so he can leave whenever he wants and it'd be a clean break because he wouldn't have to tell anyone," He knew Roman wouldn't do that, but still, the fear lingered, and those awful thoughts sang him to sleep.

"Hey, do you want to come to practice and help me run lines?" Roman asked the next morning when he got out of the shower.

Ann looked up, slightly disappointed to see that Roman was already fully clothed. "Sure, just give me a minute," He answered as he started to put in his piercings.

Roman looked at his phone and said, "Do you really have to put in all your piercings? I love them, but they take awhile and I'm already running late," in an impatient tone.

Ann sighed as he put his piercings away and replied, "Ok, but I'm putting in the tongue," sticking his tongue out

Roman smiled and kissed Ann before responding, "Good, that one's my favorite," with a wink.

Ann gentle pushed Roman. "Get your mind out of the gutter and let's go," He replied.

As they walked they were close, but not close just like always. Ann hated that, he just wanted to be able to hold Roman's hand as he walked down the street and let everyone know that he was wanted, that someone wanted him, even though he sometimes doubted if that was true.

They hopped onto the stage and Roman explained, "Ok, so where doing the big emotional scene Jake and Maria break up,"

Ann nodded, "Gotcha." he turned to the page and began, "We need to talk,"

"About what? We're happy. There's nothing to talk about," Roman replied, furrowing his eyebrows.

Ann took a deep breath. "You know that's not true. We need to move forward," he said.

Roman looked confused."Where's forward? We're fine where we are," he replied earnestly.

Ann shook his read and told Roman, "No, we aren't, or at least I'm not," in a quiet and defeated tone.

"What do you want then? Marriage? Kids? The American Dream? Those are lies. Why can't you be happy here?" Roman asked in a bitter tone.

That made Ann mad. "I want a promise for tomorrow and not just today! I can't be happy here because I don't know how long here will last!" he practically yelled.

Roman couldn't understand. "I won't promise forever," he replied.

"I don't want forever! Why can't you understand I need more than now, but less than forever. I just want to know you'll be here tomorrow, or the next week, or 2 months for now," Ann said raking his hand through his hair.

"Why can't you trust me?" Roman asked sounding like he couldn't take much more of this.

Ann yelled, "Because you're out every night and if I want you this much I can't be the only one!" His heartbreaking.

Roman was done. "So what if you're not they only one? You're the one I want!" He yelled, his voice breaking, almost as if he was pleading for Ann to stay.